To the one that'll never know me.

It's hard to have feelings that you can never show. It's really tough to love someone with everything you got, when they know absolutely nothing about you. You know how they say that there's only one perfect match for each one of us on this planet? Well, that perfect match for me is you. You don't know me, you'll probably never know me. My world is a completely different place than yours. I'm not sad. But it's unfair. You'll never get to know the things I could give you, you'll never get to know me. I fool myself by thinking that maybe someday, I'll somehow reach you, but you're too far away. And there's only so much I can do. When I close my eyes, when I feel the need to sing, I want to sing about you. I let the melodies float through the air and hope that you'll somehow hear my song and understand, that I was here waiting for you all along.

When I was a little girl, you used to come in my dreams, my Prince Charming. I could stay there gazing in your golden eyes for all eternity, but then the alarm clock would go off and you would fade away. Every night when I went to sleep, I secretly hoped you'd come again. And you were always there, whenever I needed you, you always had the way to scare the bad stuff away. You would sing to me the most beautiful songs, songs with no particular meaning, with words that didn't make sense but spoke to my heart. I knew since then, that you were real and not a fiction of my mind.

I'm not sad. I told myself a long time ago that I would do anything to gain a place in your heart. I'm never giving up. I know you're out there somewhere. I know you're looking for me. But just in case we never find each other, this letter is for you.

For the one that never got to know me.

She doesn't know.

Listen while reading...

She doesn't know. Even if she knew, it wouldn't make any difference.
She must never know. It's something that's never meant to be...

I hold her in my arms, but she doesn't know. I feel her breathing next to me, I feel her heartbeat next to mine. She's been here all along, but my eyes couldn't see her. My heart could feel it, but my mind had no idea. She doesn't know. She can't know. She'll run away. She can't run away, I'll be lost without her. I feel like I'm floating. This can't ever be. But somehow, even in the darkest hour, her voice lights up my world. She makes me feel alive. She'll never get to know me, we'll never do all those amazing things we could do. I could have given her everything. Whatever she wanted. But she will never know all these feelings I have buried inside of me.

I could have been the one. I was there when she didn't even know. I could have been there first. The first to love her, the first to reassure her that everything's fine. But I was naive, I was fooling myself believing that something like this would pass. Now she's taken away from me. And she has no idea.

I'm just an observer now. I watch her sleep in my arms, so peaceful and weightless. I can't help but feel that we belong... But then the morning will come and she'll leave me here wonder. I won't sleep tonight. I'll stay here like this and try to memorize every inch of her face. Every movement, her sent, her breathing...
She doesn't know. But even if she knew, it wouldn't make any difference.